Takuya ground his teeth, "I dismiss it because it lacks the support and the funding."
"Then I shall provide the school with funding." Takuya's heart stopped. It was almost visible on his face. He turned to his grandfather, who only smiled. "I agree with the young man, Sojutsu is an excellent chance for students to learn disciple, control, and self respect." He nodded to Takuya, "I know you would never participate in such activities, but there is no reason to deny others. Come no, Takuya, where is the paperwork?"
Takuya relaxed his jaw. Defeat, rarely came...but when it did it usually came from his grandfather. He sneered, he was going to get it later, so he might as well go easy on himself.
"There is no paper work, Grandfather. You recall yesterday don't you? When I told you my bag had been vandalized by that German student..." He turned to Yamada, "A freshmen I had cleaning the class rooms thought it was funny to dump bleach in my bag when I was out of the room. Everything was ruined. And since your idea is a new club, there wasn't a bases for it already in the system. And you only filled out one form, it was destroyed. If you have filled out two like recommended, Seiya-san would have had a copy for the teachers."
Grandfather Mori looked Takuya up and down, evaluating this answer. When he found ti passing, he nodded. "Then we shall take care of it today." he turned to Yamada, "Please return to class young man, and tell your teacher you were speaking with Shinichirou Mori about your club. There will be a table for you at the front doors at lunch. I look forward to seeing you in action."
Shinishirou nodded to Yamada and ushered him out. Takuya glared at him, but his eyes turned sideways to the old man. For he knew as soon as the door was closed he was to face a monster that rivaled that one he had seen the night before...